You start to struggle and squirm violently against their thighs. You don’t know what they have in mind, and you don’t really want to stick around to find out. In desperation you kick and bite at the legs of your captors, and you are rewarded only with them crushing you tighter between them.
You hear the lioness laugh at your feeble efforts to escape. “Oooo…. this little guy is feisty.” she says. You feel them tighten their hold on you. You watch in horror as she lowers her head, and comes face to face with you, and licks her lips. The combination of being at the mercy of these cats and her warm washing over you was making your skin crawl. You look at the lion, who grins and looks lustfully at his mate. “So is he food or is he pleasure?”
She looks back over him and smiles, “It would be a shame to let a little guy with this much fight just be food.” You look down in horror as she reaches her hand down beside her and fishes you out, and squeezes until she hears you yelp. “If I’m still hungry after I’m done with him; then you can feed him to me” she says rather sexily to her mate. You hear him mumble something in agreement. Now the only question is…
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